Nodding along with the very logical decision on pellets, Booker too agreed. It'd do the same thing that the 'modern' bullets would, save for shattering much on the inside. That was fine. If they could get the people of this town to become a decent shot then exploding bullets weren't needed.
Thankfully, that wasn't going to be any of their jobs. They just had to make the stuff.
"Science is their thing and I'm sure they'd just love that." It was difficult not to let the puff of smoke escape his nose, a roll of his eyes to follow. Booker didn't care for the Luteces for his own reasons. He couldn't deny though that they had attempted to help, in their own way, both he and Elizabeth. And Robert didn't seem as ridiculous as Rosalind.
"There's plenty of arrow users, yourself included," he replied to Hansel, taking the cigarette out of his mouth, eyes scanning the stock and wondering which he'd use for the heads. "So if you want to get started on those, since you probably know how to make 'em best, that works. We could do an assembly line; melting, cooling, sorting, or shaping. Should go faster that way."